Idea-less Days

Five months ago, as the snow on the skiing slopes began to melt, a college friend flew from the mountains in France and Switzerland to the cramped and cold country of South Korea.  He spent almost two months here quickly becoming a necessity to my days.  We played a lot of Scrabble, got acquainted with French-immune zombies, and shot a lot of BB guns.

Just as the cold long days were dwindling away leaving a space for the dreary skies and wet weather of the rainy season, my college friend left for home. He took some soju with him, a packet of instant noodle, warm socks with cute animal faces on them and left me with a jar of Ideas.

  An E-mart jam sized jar that once had pumpkin yogurt in it was filled with a bunch of tiny scrunched up little papers.  Five months later, today, I unraveled the last one...